My fake plastic love

oh man! don't wanna talk about that darn love thang...



best of luck though.

almonds

*chuckle*

*sniff*

*sniff*

*gulp*

*sarcasm mode: on*

*sarcasm mode: off*


what's the point?

none really.

just messing around.

am really hungry, dawg.

but the food in the fridge: frozen.

i'd like to defrost 'em fast... no, make that super fast!

but the microwave's broken!

sheeeet!

what's left to do?

oatmeal.

boil 'em a bit, mix 'em all up and voila!

meal is prepared.

then again, gotta wait for it to cool down.

nuts would have been great... ya know, tide things over.

... and keep me from getting NUTS due to hunger!

tsk.. tsk..

gawd, sucks to be alone, ey?!

is this an oven or a washing machine??

buck rogers

yarp, i'm on it again..



if i write something tonight, my brain will explode.

so, zit.

JUST LIKE HEAVEN

with no thoughts to share the world...

i got this for ya instead...

Cure - Just Like Heaven
Uploaded by jpdc11. - Music videos, artist interviews, concerts and more.

hope ya like it!

scandalicious

oh the scandal!

pervs!

yarp, what are you trying to prove filming your steamy moment with, argh!, every woman you bedded?

isn't it enough you sleep with yer fantasy girl?

or shall i say, those who took your bait??

but thanks... for the 'entertainment', homs.. or should i say, horney!?

i was having a ball!

my officemates too!

some people.

ya think they have it all.. money, looks, friends, the brahs!

only to discover their sexcapades gets out in the open... dawg, when there is smoke, there is fire... i guaranfuckintee it!!

nuff with the darn brotherhood, ey??

anyhoo, some Perez Hilton slash Mario Armando Lavandeira thinks some ghey should've won that overrated AI thingy.. ya must've been disappointed some guy out of nowhere, a choir leader (?) of some church you wouldn't wanna be in, bagged the title, yeah??

cut it buddy. not all folks in America thinks like you.. same sex marriage my ass!

i'd rather be a PETAn.

i

rest

my

case.

flat tire

aloha!

i know i suck.. my apologies.

got tied down with a shitload of work, what else?

oh yeah, i'm still bustin' my balls in the gym, thank you.

i'm on double-split routine 'til Neil starts goin' to school next month. meaning, early morning and at evening time i'll eat iron for two straight days then chill... hmmmm.. not really, no weights, but instead, i hit the treadmill or abuse the elliptical machine.. the latter's pretty intense, tell ya that.

lotsa work stressed me out real bad this week... i practically dreamt of 'em.. it's like having a nightmare, mate.

one by one they all fall down (read: fixed) but another one pops up again.

when the dust settles, promise i'll do better in this part of place.

it's just that i'm ready to hit the sack when i'm home.. pretty much like an old fart these days... gotta get that beauty sleep, and early.

later guys, gals and gheyz.. pillow and bed calling...

ZZZzzzzzz...

Mexican Assasin

nope, i ain't done yet.



artwork courtesy of sietesuerte.deviantart.com

rush hours

in case you've been living under a rock for the past thirty years, i've been busting my chops in the gym... i made a promise to myself i'd be leaner this summer, ok, make that the whole year round... starting this year... six pack was the original plan but it was too steep for a goal.

but i'm on track for my target... no, not the six pack mark... but being lean and mean.

thus, i suck in this part of place.

so many things had happened.. met a few of my pals.. again. funny. just when i thought we'd never meet again, they suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

we're you reading my blog, hombres?

nah, this ain't advertised anywhere.. i prefer it that way... let's keep it low.

a new partner of mine had been aiming for 20+ inches of arms.. yeah buddy, but you gotta eat lotsa cow to get that "coveted" size.. nope, i'm not aiming for that.. i'd rather be lean, strong, muscular.. not hulking like a giant bear!

oh, did i mention you need to roid up?

i'd rather bunny up the treadmill.. i'm up to 45 minutes of super incline at 3.5 mph... not bad for an old timer, ey?

update ya later when time is on my side... later.

Battle of East and West - Video

this never gets old...

Manny Pacquiao vs Ricky Hatton (special highlights HQ) from GORILLAproductions on Vimeo.

H1N1

lights out.

how ya like that Mayweather, Sr.?

ya junior's next.

Battle of East and West

GO Pacman!!! GO Philippines!!!

woooohooooo!!!!!!

shhhh-wine!

damn flu, ey?

Silicon!!!

rant rampage

what is with this ghey people asking stupid question during a beauty contest? crap man! ya quote the great leaders before and i'm betting my house they won't agree with what yer fighting for!

equal rights my a$$!

**

speed demons on the loose!

well, a bus fall off the hill this week killing two.. my officemate crashed his bike breakin' his darn foot.. most of my peers says he loves to speed up goin' in and out of the office.. did i mention he's a member of some bike club slash speed advocates??

figures.

more people crashin' out.. earlier a PUJ (public utility jeepney) went berserk and rear ended a taxi.. rumor has it somebody perished from that accident. whew!

a car burst into flames after it went wackin' straight to an electric post.. killing yet again, two people... teenagers at that.

pity.

***

i haven't seen most of my 'close' pals as of late.. i dunno... even my best friend's shadow, nada.

guys, you're bunch o' wuzz!

quite frankly, you're good for nothing.

i take that back.

you're good at something.. right...

when we're boozing it all up!!!

oh, i did met/encounter a few this week. eugene who just arrived from london came by the office.. he's our former service director.. that's like tops, dude.

guess what? he lost 100 pounds after a year of hiatus.

unfortunately, he's sagging all over... he did lotsa cardio like swimming and walking.

there.

a friend texted earlier... we're supposed to have dinner at his house.. bad news: i erased the number of those who choose to not keep in touch... now, i dunno him from adam.

ok, i have a slight idea, but when i ask for his name he choose to snubbed me.. hhhmmm.. are you hurt i wiped your name out of my phone book, hombre?

newsflash: i've been able to roll without you 'pals.'

there ain't no way i can't pressed on s'more now without yer company, dontchathink?

so, i decided to go straight - to my home.. not yers, braw.

***

another friend who i spend most of my drunkin' weekends with, went brrrrrr for months now.. again, i dunno what's the deal.

but lemme tell you something... it's all good.

been able to concentrate on my quest and right on the money to reach my goal.

thanks y'all for not bothering me.

it's pretty boring though... this road i decided to take, it's all routinary.

you win some.. you lose some... got more friends in the gym these days, however.

no, i didn't bought them alcohol.. i simply bust my chops and earned their respect.

yes homie, these days, that's the place where i get to socialize.. the gym.

clean fun, eh?

**

rant over.

40 WAYS WHY MEN FAIL IN BED

{for lack of better things to post... dug this somewhere.. here goes nothing!}


1) NOT KISSING FIRST. Avoiding her lips and
diving straight for the erogenous zones makes her
feel like you're paying by the hour and trying to get
your money's worth by cutting out nonessentials. A
properly passionate kiss is the ultimate form of
foreplay.

2) BLOWING TOO HARD IN HER EAR. Admit it,
some kid at school told you girls love this. Well,
there's a difference between being erotic and
blowing as if you're trying to extinguish the
candles on your 50th birthday cake. That hurts.

3) NOT SHAVING. You often forget you have a
porcupine strapped to your chin which you rake
repeatedly across your partner's face and thighs.
When she turns her head from side to side, it's not
passion, its avoidance. (although personally,
i like that feelin, it kinda tickles)

4) SQUEEZING HER BREAST. Most men act like
a housewife testing a melon for ripeness when
they get their hand on a pair. Stroke, caress, and
soothe them.

5) BITING HER NIPPLES. Why do men fasten
onto a woman's nipples, and then clamp down like
they're trying to deflate her body via her breasts?
Nipples are highly sensitive. They can't stand up
to chewing. Lick and suck them gently. Flicking
your tongue across them is good. Pretending
they're a doggie toy isn't.

6) TWIDDLING HER NIPPLES. Stop doing that
thing where you twiddle the nipples between
fingers and thumb like you're trying to find a radio
station in a hilly area. Focus on the whole breasts,
not just the exclamation points.

7) IGNORING THE OTHER PARTS OF HER
BODY. A woman is not a highway with just three
turnoffs: BreastVille, East and West, and the
Midtown Tunnel. There are vast areas of her body
which you've ignored far too often as you go
bombing straight into downtown Vagina. So start
paying them some attention.

8) GETTING THE HAND TRAPPED. Poor
manual dexterity in the underskirt region can result
in tangled fingers and underpants. If you're going
to be that aggressive, just ask her to take the
damn things off.

9) LEAVING HER A LITTLE PRESENT. Condom
disposal is the man's responsibility. You wore it,
you store it.

10) ATTACKING THE CLITORIS. Direct pressure
is very unpleasant, so gently rotate your fingers
along side of the clitoris.

11) STOPPING FOR A BREAK. Women, unlike
men, don't pick up where they left off. If you stop,
they plummet back to square one very fast. If you
can tell she's not there, keep going at all costs,
numb jaw or not.

12) UNDRESSING HER AWKWARDLY. Women
hate looking stupid, but stupid she will look when
naked at the waist with a sweater stuck over her
head. Unwrap her like an elegant present, not a
kid's toy.

13) GIVING HER A WEDGIE DURING
FOREPLAY. Stroking her gently through her
panties can be very sexy. Pulling the material up
between her thighs and yanking it back and forth
is not.

14) BEING OBSESSED WITH THE VAGINA.
Although most men can find the clitoris without
maps, they still believe that the vagina is where it's
all at. No sooner is your hand down there than
you're trying to stuff stolen banknotes up a
chimney. This is okay in principle, but if you're not
careful, it can hurt - so don't get carried away. It's
best to pay more attention to her clitoris and the
exterior of her vagina at first, then gently slip a
finger inside her and see if she likes it.

15) MASSAGING TOO ROUGHLY. You're
attempting to give her a sensual, relaxing
massage to get her in the mood. Hands and
fingertips are okay; elbows and knees are not.

16) UNDRESSING PREMATURELY. Don't force
the issue by stripping before she's at least made
some move toward getting your stuff off, even if
it's just undoing a couple of buttons.

17) TAKING YOUR PANTS OFF FIRST. A man in
socks and underpants is at his worst. Lose the
socks first!

18) GOING TOO FAST. When you get to the
penis-in-vagina situation, the worst thing you can
do is pump away like an industrial power tool -
she'll soon feel like an assembly-line worker made
obsolete by your technology. Build up slowly, with
clean, straight, regular thrusts.

19) GOING TOO HARD. If you bash your great
triangular hip bones into her thigh or stomach, the
pain is equal to two weeks of horseback riding
concentrated into a few seconds.

20) COMING TOO SOON. Every man's fear. With
reason. If you shoot before you see the whites of
her eyes, make sure you have a backup plan to
ensure her pleasure too. (i absolutely agree on this)

21) NOT COMING SOON ENOUGH. It may
appear to you that humping for an hour without
climaxing is the mark of a sex god, but to her it's
more likely the mark of a numb vagina. At least
buy some intriguing wall hangings, so she has
something to hold her interest while you're playing
Marathon Man.

22) ASKING IF SHE HAS COME. You really
ought to be able to tell. Most women make noise.
But if you really don't know, don't ask

23) PERFORMING ORAL SEX TOO GENTLY.
Don't act like a giant cat at a saucer of milk. Get
your whole mouth down there, and concentrate on
gently rotating or flicking your tongue on her
clitoris.

24) NUDGING HER HEAD DOWN. Men persist in
doing this until she's eyeball-to-penis, hoping that
it will lead very swiftly to mouth-to-penis. All
women hate this. It's about three steps from being
dragged to a cave by their hair. If you want her to
use her mouth, use yours; try talking seductively to
her.

25) NOT WARNING HER BEFORE YOU
CLIMAX. Sperm tastes like sea water mixed with
egg white. Not everybody likes it. When she's
performing oral sex, warn her before you come so
she can do what's necessary.

26) MOVING AROUND DURING FELLATIO.
Don't thrust. She'll do all the moving during fellatio.
You just lie there. And don't grab her head.

27) TAKING ETTIQUETTE ADIVE FROM PORN
MOVIES. In X-rated movies, women seem to love
it when men ejaculate over them. In real life, it just
means more laundry to do.

28) MAKING HER RIDE ON TOP FOR AGES.
Asking her to be on top is fine. Lying there
grunting while she does all the hard work is not.
Caress her gently, so that she doesn't feel quite
so much like the captain of a schooner. And let
her have a rest.

29) ATTEMPTING ANAL SEX AND
PRETENDING IT WAS AN ACCIDENT. This is
how men earn a reputation for not being able to
follow directions. If you want to put it there, ask her
first. And don't think that being drunk is an excuse.

30) TAKING PICTURES. When a man says, "Can
I take a photo of you?" she'll hear the words "__to
show my buddies." At least let her have custody of
them.

31) NOT BEING IMAGINATIVE ENOUGH.
Imagination is anything from drawing patterns on
her back to pouring honey on her and licking it off.
Fruit, vegetables, ice and feathers are all handy
props; hot candle wax and permanent dye are a
no-no.

32) SLAPPING YOUR STOMACH AGAINT
HERS. There is no less erotic noise. It's as sexy
as a belching contest.

33) ARANGING HER IN STUPID POSES. If she
wants to do advanced yoga in bed, fine, but
unless she's a Romanian gymnast, don't get too
ambitious. Ask yourself if you want a sexual
partner with snapped hamstrings.

34) LOOKING FOR HER PROSTATE. Read this
carefully: Anal stimulation feels good for men
because they have a prostate. Women don't.

35) GIVING LOVE BITES. It is highly erotic to
exert some gentle suction on the sides of the
neck, if you do it carefully. No woman wants to
have to wear turtlenecks and jaunty scarves for
weeks on end.

36) BARKING INSTRUCTIONS. Don't shout
encouragement like a coach with a megaphone.
It's not a big turn-on.

37) TALKING DIRTY. It makes you sound like a
lonely magazine editor calling a 1-900 line. If she
likes nasty talk, she'll let you know

38) NOT CARING WHETHER SHE COMES. You
have to finish the job. Keep on trying until you get
it right, and she might even do the same for you.

39) SQUASHING HER. Men generally weigh
more than women, so if you lie on her a bit too
heavily, she will turn blue.

40) NOT THANKING HER. Don't forget that you're
a fuckin' slob. And you're lucky to have that
goddess in your life. Be sure to thank her with
BOTH words and actions.

come down

shoot!!!

been looking for this in YouTube.. good thing, they don't have the monopoly of music videos...


Come Down - Click here for another funny movie.

the weekend top

hhhmmmmm... just came from a recollection.. ya know, do some "reflection" thingy..

i'm a little 'veteran' when it comes to this thing.. you won't get me... to open.. confess and share my little space called 'privacy.'

some had wept.. others even wailed..

i say, cut it!

OMG!

why all the dramz??

**

this week, i again bump into this burly guy, the ex of my former officemate slash fling-fling, gym mate.

do ya copy that? he's my gym mate, chad.

though, he towers over me, you can flip the coin a million times, but i'm soooooo much stronger than this mofo!

i'm guessing he knows me.. what's more, he's intimidated.

anyhoo, i have no beef with this chump.. in fact, one of these days i'll come up to him and come clean..

i'm gonna find a way to lead our conversation into that part where i inadvertently entered the picture and mess it all up for them..

i mean, for real. i haven't had that closure and this might be it.

i'm hoping he's not gonna try and screw around cos i've seen him lift and i'm not impressed.. he better behave!

fingers crossed, but the coming week might be it.

wish me luck!

***



in another gym story, i'm a bit sore today... though i only got to eat iron for four days this week, it was all full-throttle..

it'll be like this whole year round... injury forbids.

another thing, finally got to use the wrist strap properly... i've been doin' it wrong for eons!! can't believe it neither... after a few experimentation, got it right! expect some wicked hypertrophy in the days to come... i'm feeling it right now already!

**

one more thing, there should be some improvements here in the weeks to come... no, not the ads, it's something i've been planning.. i might finally be able to get it done.

later!

beee zeee

yowsa!

after a long weekend, i got a plateful of work waiting on my table.. geez!

thus.

well, it was nice there.. ya know, the beach we spent our saturday and easter sunday.. t'was surprisingly peaceful while the rest of the beach nearby, or the beach near our place was pretty crowded and rowdy.. whaddya expect? it's summer and an easter, homs..

unfortunately, we came with lotsa excess baggage.. not to mention, the company wifey choose to hang out with, they're kinda 'different.' apples and oranges, anyone?

i didn't got drunk even with the two cases of beer we brought along.. almost fifty bottles to be precise.. tsk.. tsk..

well, made up for the lag time swimming -- a lot.. the resort is equipped with a pool and a mini-gym.. they should've called it tiny-gym.. cos it's soooooo tight there.. at least i had a few good sets.. work with whatever you have, right?

gawd, i miss the beach, so i went down and smoke 'em away! ha ha!

surprisingly, i still have "it" even if it's been eons since i last dipped on a pool slash beach..

Neil had a blast! he's pretty confident with his strokes, ya know, that doggy kinda way of keeping yourself afloat.. he probably lost a few pounds hanging around the pool, like the whole day!

be back for more news... can't wait to watch this:



chow!

Holy!

happy halloween!!!

err... whadya call that, good friday?

whatever.

thanks to a long weekend, i got to do lotsa stuff online.. if you're a techY kinda guy, you should visit Max' site.. it's loaded with useful stuff.. oh, i ain't spoilin' nothing.. just give it a go.

if you've been wondering why i haven't posted 'bout my workouts, well, that's because i STOP doin' so.

kidding.

well, it's been intense, but i gotta keep the details close to my chest -- for now.

one thing though, i get to do the threadmill at a maximum incline and almost at a running pace for 30 minutes.. post workout.

so there.

lemme get back to ya after i burn more of my brows surfin' while on DVD marathon..

ciao!

P.S.

by the way, that picture above?

just another whackout to catch your attention..

come together now

hey yo!

took a leave today... what can i say, i oversleep, dam'it!

the culprit? it's the darn brandy!

i got carried away..

sipping my poison while watching the pictures of my former officemates who had since went on their separate ways, i felt nostalgic.. wow, it's almost surreal.. it'll be my 10th year this year working for the same old company that my boss' started with me and a handful of gals and guys on-board as a pioneering employee..

now, we've grown leaps and bounds.. like we have branches all over the place.. many had come and go, but here i am, still standing among the few who were there from the get go.

why i'm still here? read back, honey!

guess i miss a lot of things... my former forum-mates, the guys i've worked with before, the beach, my brothers, a sister, my late ma and pa... hhhmmmmm.. i can go on forever.

lights out.

twisted

been really busy doin' boatload of other things... thus.

got lotsa thoughts running through my head, but just couldn't gather 'em back for this.. sooo shet, eh??



ooooppps!!!

i'll get back to ya when i'm finally able to pick up my garbled brain... it's scattered all over the place.. like dog *toooooot*

"holy week" is coming up.. start cleansing ya self, homie!

oh, before i go, at 10:00 tonight, there's another activity some chump thought the children of the future would appreciate... save oxygen!

it's easy actually. when the clock hits 10, you just need to hold your breath for, get this, an hour, momma! can you sacrifice an hour to preserve that much needed H2O which could, at the rate we pollute our air these days, save our children from oxygen deprivation?




go figure!

checking out.

the planet

at 8:30 tonight, ya gotta turn off the lights for an hour... that's 20:30, military time.. this has something to do with some Earth day commemoration slash celebration mambo-jambo yet again thingy spearheaded by these so called "Environmentalist" wackos!

right.

maybe we should include a "No-Smoking" or "No using of Car, etc." day... what else? hhhmmmmm.. turn off everything that uses electricity, fuel, and whatnot.. then, we might save our dear planet.. not some half-ass turn-off the light whatchamacallit gloopy crap.. sorry for the word, earthlings.


i rest my case.

***

anyhoo, accompanied Neil to his circumcision yesterday... prior to that, he was all giddy that he's about to become a "man."

when t'was time to get "the cut," he freaked out and wanted to bail.. not so fast, boy!

the docs and i tried to calm him down to no avail.. 'til he got a taste of that anesthesia injection... he realized it wasn't that painful.. so, the doc went about the whole "operation." though not as seamless as i expected, overjoyed when it was finally over albeit a few jerking from Neil here and there.

so, my son, welcome to manhood, bhoy!

fast and furious

i know i posted 'bout this bike before...but what can i say.. i miss it..



it eats rough road for breakfast... unlike my 'girly' bike now... so slow and hard on my spine... in short, crap!

***

Neil on his younger days...






now,he's about to go through circumcision... how time flies, yeh?

he doesn't wanna be called a "child" anymore... rather, a teen.. whatever kiddo!

Toad

hey man!

supp?

internet connection these day's a drag... i mean, it's almost like stone age again.. ya know, dial-up kinda thing...

sucks big time!

anyhoo, no point complaining.. it's just it.

whaddaya know? i now have two PC's, eh??! finally figured out what's bugging the relic one... i reckoned the PSU and the AVR connived and made me believed the PC has gone loco.. seems only those mentioned above are the effed one.. the rest are working perfectly fine... but not after giving me a huge headache... had to break 'em all down to pieces, literally!

voila!

answer: found.

so, now i need additional keyboard, mouse, joystick and a monitor.. damn, ey??

two is better than one, Albert Einstein said that.. does e=mc2 ring a bell?

yeah, just messing with your head there..

things are pretty dandy and the bases are well covered... thank you.

go fetch, err, figure!

later, homs!

V8

believe!

lotsa crap to rant about... but i'll save it 'til later.. swamped with work here.. but no complains..

it's better this way.

meanwhile, i got my eyes on this one:




later!

up and running

ho ho ho!!!

my rig's finally up... after lotsa tweaking and trial and error.. it's here. homie!

can't believe it neither.

it's almost 5 years since i bought my last PC.. Pentium 4 slash hyperthreading... soooo many changes had since been made and i'm trying my best to catch up... lemme break it down for ya: dunno SATA, what the hell is HD? whadafuck is surround sound???

anyhoo, as you can see, i got it. it's up and running. thank you.

still and all, silly as it may seem, shet, it's all worth the ride... i feel good i got it all right.


*grinning all over*

sick and sink

i'm sick.

dayum! i've been sickly the last few weeks... kinda weak, huh? must've been the weather.. yesterday and today, i had LBM... ya know, i don't usually take medication 'til i'm reeling bad...

the fever is trying in earnest to get into the picture.. my body seem to resist it.. God knows for how long.

one day, it's super hot, next day, it's raining hard.. kinda hard to adapt with a weather like this.

the gym-ing part had suffered.. my lifts had gone crappy.. dunno if i'll ever make the cut in time for summer.

everything seems to be in shambles.. hate it!

will try to fix 'em..

by the way, my officemate is back in her wicked ways again.. hope she gets caught someday.. har har.. it's the law of nature, bud.

be well.

dead meat

yowsi!

i'm ready to snooze... ZZZzzzzzzz...

i'm barking like a dog these days.. darn cough isn't going away anytime soon.. shish!



and it's affecting my lifts.. hhhmmmm... been off taking supplements for a week now.. i'm still strong, yeah, but in terms of endurance, i kinda lag...

so, either it's my constant barking or being supplement-less is the culprit behind my so-so performance... sucks!

why i opted to forego taking supplement/s when i still have plenty of 'em? i need some sorta cleansing... ya know, flush out all that excess caffiene, creatine, amino, etc. away... then, when i reload, i'd be giving my body a surprise yet again.. gotta cycle these stuffs and give my kidney some rest.

meanwhile, another one bites the dust. i remember being a fan of him a long time ago.. bought a cassette tape.. that's the only one i can afford then.. damn, i still can't afford an original CD today!

anyhoo, i was into Rage Against the Machine kinda music and figured he might've sounded like 'em... well, i was hoping i would like the tune of his music.. i like some but not all... still, being a Pinoy, i am bias.

rest in peace, homie..

veering on me's side of life, i'm still 'hunting' for my new hardware.. no need to rush though.. gotta take things slow and steady.. make sure everything is gonna work out fine.



i'll be utilizing some of my 'old' stuff such as the casing, CD drives, hard disks, etc.. what i'll tentatively buy are the following: motherboard, processor (CPU), 2-4 gig of ram, power supply (PSU), video card, a mid to high end cpu cooler, some cooling fan/s and a 19 inches LCD monitor.

so there.... maybe i can get all the hardware next week.. fingers crossed.

show me the money

it's been tough.. my plate is pretty full yet again, thanks to my job!

well, there's loads and loads of problem.. err, 'situation' i'm stuck into.. kinda stresses me out no end.. feels like my jaw is about to lockout, help!!

hope to reverse it before i'd end up dead.. well, last week was tops.. sooo many calls from peers, customers, heck, even the boss' rain on my parade!

not to mention, the many bumps, snags and kinks in between doin' my job, performing fatherly obligation and whatever whatchamacallit hubby-hubby thang.. ya, whew!

worst, i had fever and flu.. oh yeah!

now, it's getting there again... but i'm guessing it won't top last week's... i'm keeping my fingers crossed though.

***

my PC is sooooo dead, thank you. i tried installing another PSU to no avail.. guess now it's really screwed up big time... it's nice to buy a new one, but darn, where am i gonna find the friggin' moolah for it??

now, a credit card would've been convenient, but shit, i wanna pay all my debts this year sooooo bad so i could start a debt-free life next year.. there are those branded PC's that comes with a nice package and get this, 0% interest. the thing is, i want to build mine from the ground up.. i want a nice casing, a powerful power supply (not generic), a nice processor that's got some high-end cooler on top, a fancy memory card that's wrap with heat sinking alloy, a fierce looking, high performance video card, some fancy fan/s to give it an ambient environment inside, a nice LCD monitor wouldn't hurt... finally, throw in some wireless keyboard and mouse..

voila!

now, the 100k question is:

where is the money?

where is the money??

where is the money???!

where is the money????!!!!

where is the money?????!!!!!!



say it like Tom Cruise did in that Jerry Maguire movie... sure is fun!

anyway, i'll go dream about my "new" rig tonight... dream big, yeah??

i can see it now.. nice.. nice..


anyhoo, i'm still bangin' it in the gym.. but my performance?? i have to rate it as mediocre. no new numbers conquered, no fats lost, no muscles gain, etc.. etc..

nada.

chikening out.

breath

hey dawg!

i'm alive, thank you.

barely.

keep ya posted later.. my home PC had been toasted.. my son forgot to turn it off but then covered it neatly.. meaning, no air could flow through the casing burning out the PSU.. hope it's only the PSU.. that's one friggin' expensive power supply, by the way.. a HEC PSU series.

well, can't do nothing about it.. what's done is done.

anyhoo, yeah, it's later.

live another day

sniff.. sniff..

i'm not feeling well.

i think i'm gonna die real soon.

i'm not kidding.

ok, i hope i'm wrong... i do wanna live a li'l longer..

makes me appreciate life.. cos i haven't stop to "smell the flowers... "

it's all been about what i can get my hand into... no depth.. no excitement.. no sense of adventure.. hhhaaaaahhhhh... breath...

i dunno... life's got it's way giving you some sorta sick sense of humor... no, it ain't the good Lord..

but life.

we've been given the freedom.. to choose what's right and wrong.. freewill, anyone?

yah, you got it by default.

wish it wasn't that way... uhm, lemme rephrase it: wish i didn't have it.. ya know, freewill? let the good Lord decide what's good for me... life would have been easier, yeah?

anyhoo, hope to live another day... cos from where i'm sitting at... doesn't look good.

you did remember i posted about me having congenital heart disease from way back when, right?



no?

start digging.

smooth and slick

buzz!!

heyp! supp??

last night was pretty... my niece came by. he hails from my late momma's hometown. good to know he's gone richer as the days go by.

whenever we gather around, me, my pal, Earl and him, we love reminiscing the good ol' days.. ya know, i'm just 5 years older than him.. when he went to college, he stayed in our apartment.. so yeah, we're kinda like best pal instead of that dorky uncle-niece kinda like relationship.

those were fun days... we had lotsa time in our hands to do the darnest thing... on top of it all, i kinda dished in whatever "lessons" i can impart to him.. i dunno.. i barely remember one, but the dude loves to pick my brains out.

after all these years, i never thought those "lessons" i taught him would haunt me... well, there are good, bad and ugly things i taught him.. one thing stands out, he got richer, albeit, being shrewd..

i couldn't possibly lay claim to whatever "savvy-ness" in business he's got as this kid is a licensed Civil Engineer... in short, he eats Math for breakfast.. i don't. i puke with just a mere mention of it.

it's just that he oftentimes recall the things i said before and he kind of apply it - literally.

last night, whilst we had our drinking bout, he was being grateful for all the things he learned, and quotes the things i said before every now and then... to show how filthy rich he's become, he gladly foot our bills.. whattaman!!

anyway, looking at him now and how he kinda confuse things morally, not that i have so much to begin with, i had mixed feelings..

did i made the right impression??

yep, he's doing good and well, but what about his beliefs? i wouldn't mind if he was just a friend.. thinking and doing things like he does.. but he's my relative.

i'm his role-model. i may have 'cause' him to think otherwise such that he's slick with his business dealing, but on the other side of the coin, i may have corrupted his mind.

man, i'm confuse.

STOP!

got some things updated around here. geez, that label thingy is a lot of work. got over 500 posts already, damn it!! maybe when i'm stalled again, nothing to do and bored, i'll do s'more tweaking.. now, i'm writing on a fly...

i've been doing lotsa cooking as of late.. you know, nutrition plays a big part of building serious muscles, so i gotta learn how to prepare my own food.. i kinda regret not learning a thing or two from my late momma.. she's one helluva cook! she can turn anything inside the fridge to something magical and tasty..

that's her talent.. i'm guessing none of us can even come close to her ability.. well, my sis abroad can whip up a nice dish, but she barely cooks when she's home for a vacation.. it's usually our former nannies who comes over the house and crowds the kitchen.

anyway, guess cooking is another passion i wanna harness.. i'm very good with food - tasting, that is. i can tell that it's good or crap with my taste bud.. of course, we all can, right? yeah, i know. but really, my late momma set the standards way too high, so that gives me a little bit of an edge over 'ordinary' mortals. eeeekk!!

remember that story i told you about a Mazda zoom-zoom-zoomin' at the SRP and flew off the road, tumbled a number of times to a halt??

well, here are the pictures.. you might wanna finish eating first.









crash and burn.

summer breeze

diet.. diet.. diet..

seems everyone i know is prepping up for that sex pack, err, i mean six pack summer look. got some guys who have lost lotsa weights already.. like 20 pounds for starters!

a guy i know who look like a whale with no tail already lookin' lean after a month of strict diet.. i wasn't gonna bought what these fellas had been telling me late last year.. that they're gonna lose the lard come January..

some of them says i should join the bandwagon as i have build enough muscles, and the only thing i need to do is lose the water slash lard, and i'll be lookin' HOT!

well, some of this dudes are joining contests.. i don't.

but, it's kinda like you're in a class where most of yer classmates are aiming to score perfect and you're there feeling the pressure to join their ranks.. cos shit, you don't wanna be left behind.. peer pressure, i thought i've gone through this before??

i'm cool with it though.

not that i wanna be 'IN' with those bozos, but i wanna prove to myself i can have the discipline to get leaner come summer time.. like them, i wanna see some packs on my abs.. i've never seen one since time immemorial.



it's not goin' to be a walk in the park.. i know.

my partner though is bent on leaning out... with the aid of some chemicals he's putting on in his body, he'd likely will.. in a month's time.

i wish i can.. however, i can't.

i'd like to keep mine simple.. not some complex cycle of injections and/or poppin' of who-knows-what pills.. meaning, it'll be a long and hard process.

what's more, i'm an endomorph... gotta big bones and a slow metabolism to deal with. then there's the age factor to consider.. meaning, i need to work harder in terms of exercise and nutrition to burn off lotsa lard... i'm not like some teenager whose got plenty of energy to spare.. that, my friend, is the challenge i have to face.

i won't make excuses though. i'm doin' it.

it's a personal quest... not for anybody else..

but for me.

so help me God.

yo! why so serious, eh??

crap, i'm hungry!

randomizer

rain.. gently falls..

gawd, it's been raining on and off today.. as of the moment, it's been really on for hours now.

good for those who had planned in advance for their Valentine's whatever tonight.. somewhere dark, cold and cozy..



wet?

wonder where's that??

cinema!

yeah-yeah i'm bored.

i wanna smoke.. hhhmmmm.. it's been over three years. there are days that i thought of puffing one whenever i smell some guy/s in the gym smellin' nicotine, but after seeing them doin' a so-so workout, nah.

i dreamt about breaking the cycle and huff a stick or two only to wake up in great relief that it was just it - a dream.



once i do one, there'd be another.. and another.. next thing i knew, i'm hooked again!

---

if my friends are wondering why i haven't registered to our own little forum somewhere, the answer is in the idiom: "once bitten, twice shy."

yeah, that one we had a year (?) or two ago was one helluva ride... but got shut-down without any advance notice whatsoever, took the thunder out of me.. i mean, i treated that little place like my baby.. though everything is smooth between us all now, the scar is still there and i wouldn't feel secured after posting lotsa good and bad shit that it'll stay that way.. i wouldn't wanna speak for the others but i'm sure they have their own little issues, but i'm hoping for the best... ya know, that it'll eventually go BIG in every facet, and the owner would really think a million times before wiping it off cyberspace... yet again.



the worst part, the other hangout we had was demolished.. by guess who? no less than the government itself.. no effort was made to revive it to think that it's "the powers that be" were behind it.. well, it's a venue where people complains and air their greivances... calls the attention of people who abuse their power/s.. etc.. etc.. ya don't wanna have any of that, do ya?

i wouldn't be surprise if it'll be back again later this year or next year... a very good place to make "promises" again and campaign for the near election.. ahhhh life!

so predictable and boring.

so there. i got bitten twice, homs.. whaddya expect? i'm just gonna roll over, go back to square one and say, hit me baby one more time??!!



dunno bout the others but i've been skimming through the new sites.. it's deafining.. cos it's friggin' quiet out there.



we all got burned, baby.

burned.

or we could all be busy in these trying times.

anyhoo, it's still raining and i'm running out of craps to blab.

oh, it's rest day today. i need to. my strong shoulder which is my left is feeling funny. well, it's pre-determined.. tomorrow, i should be waxing hot again.

good Lord, i love the rain... but can you please pause for an hour so i could drive home already??

i really miss my kiddo, Neil.

Happy Hearts Day, babe.

Happy Valentines

I Love You!

this is effed!



his helmet literally broke up..

RIP bro.

rush hour

howdy?!

been really busy.. Ggrrrrr!!!

i need to really really start busting my chops cos the friggin' work is starting to overtake me.. duh!

i can't even think of 'em right now... well, i just got a few things done and over with... so, i'd rather not discuss anything or i might throw up.. ya don't wanna see some yucky things on your screen, ey?

it's good.. it's good.. considering we're supposed to be in some kinda crisis, yet we're all busy doin' our own little thing... it's not so bad after all, ha?

**

got this gym story to spill.. har.. har..

i have this dude in the gym whose pretty fresh.. ya know, brags a lot.. makes those unpleasant grunting or talks smack to everyone.. even to his friends.

in short, i hate his guts.

don't wanna greet him or start a conversation cos, shoot, i wouldn't wanna be in his circle..

well, after bumping into each other one too many, and he saw me squat heavier than he can, and in the same token, saw him press 15 pounds heavier dumbbells than i could, it's safe to say we earned ourselves a little respect from one another.

but still, i prefer not to be chummy-chummy with him or anybody else for that matter cos talk is cheap.. you ever wonder what happened to that juiced partner i'm supposed to train with? i kinda distanced myself. why? i noticed we spend a good amount time comparing notes instead of training hard.

now, as fate would have it, this dude and i finally had a little chit-chat, and what do you know? we're already like best friend forever - just like that!

he was just waiting for that moment wherein i'd probably nod or smile at him and it'd be like we'd been friends for ages.... next thing i knew, he was calling me "Idol." ya know, it's actually a by-word since i can remember gym-ing.

geezz, i dunno what to say. i could use a friend like him cos he's one helluva strong fella, but on the flip side, this dude loves to yak... we can chat forever, homie, but please, not in the gym.

i'm actually in quagmire.. one side of me says i should expand my network of friends by being "Mr. Hi and Hello," but base on what i've observed with people around the gym whose got so many friends, it takes lotsa time... wasted time, in fact... cos almost half of it is wasted in useless chatting and patronizing 'friends' with their lifts.

fatherly obligation calling.

buzz!

mine your business

SRP.. finally, somebody bought a piece of it.. incidentally, was driving there a week ago doin' a "flying lap" using a Ford Focus hatchback... damn, didn't wanna watch the speedometer or i might freak out.. months ago, a Mazda got totalled doing exactly that.. four on the floor, dark, driver must've been tipsy... he went zoom-zoom-zoom, maybe he swerve a little or too wide, the car literally flew off the road and flipped a number of times before coming to a halt. good news is, the driver lived... dunno his condition afterwards, but i figured, with a whackout car like that, he's probably effed up.

something about this road that people tend to overspeed yet they tend to lose control of the vehicle when the car's engine reach it's peak.. i'm betting many more accidents happened there but the city government would rather that it don't reach the media... it's bad publicity for prospective investors, homs.

**

meanwhile, more of my office comrades had left.. at least three sales guys resigned... dunno if it was forced or voluntary. a gal didn't made the cut.. tsk.. tsk.. if i add all of these former officemates to my Friendster, i'd probably have a thousand of 'friends' in there already.

but that's just how things roll in a company like mine.. people just come and go.

***

a friend of mine had been nailing two birds with one stone... ha ha!

everything was cool and dandy.. he was having a great sex, err, i mean, time even though he was short on finances.. tsk.. tsk..

i've had more hard-ons listening to him while he narrates his "FR" than watching porn.. LOL!

anyhoo, as always, all good things never last. one fine day, someone from his circle who happens to have plenty of time on her hand, spilled everything out to her girlfriend, who, by the way, lives somewhere north in another island.

all that 'good time' went to a sudden screeeeeech!!

i got dragged along the way... i kinda chipped-in to his "success" nailing the other girl.. i gave him some sorta logistical support... not that her girlfriend knows that, but just the same, felt guilty after hearing her wail on the other line.. i got teary-eyed, honestly speaking.

why she called me, you ask? my friend had been avoiding her.. he's probably figuring out a perfect excuse.. the problem however, the girlfriend was agressively contacting him through calls and text...

ENTER: Me.

she wanted me to be the go-between 'em.

anyway, the girlfriend came to town and fought for her right.. gotta give her credit for doing what she did.. not too many femmes can do that these days.. especially, in the case of my friend who isn't a hubby material.. considering he hasn't tied the rope at his age and the many years they'd been ON with her girlfriend... not to mention, the, uhum, ya know what. if i were that girl, i'd probably cut my loses and friggin' move on and find somebody who would take me seriously.. but my friend, i dunno what's this guy's mojo, but he's kinda chick-magnet.. ya know, he doesn't have to spend for lavish gifts, flash you with a nice Rolex, car, jewelries like a size of a dog's chain or do all that mambo-jambo thingy to get laid... he just opens his mouth and the girl opens wide or bends over... whatta guy, eh??!

we have yet to discuss how he went about dumping the other and appeasing the girlfriend... last time he text, everything seems to have been fixed.

Mr. Suave in the works, i guess.

update ya later, crocs.

lights out.

more muscles in less time

everyday seems to be "whatta day!!" these days.

gotta learn how to manage my time better... i'm kinda engrossed with something... uhm, you wouldn't wanna know.. ha ha!

tomorrow it is.

the dawn of a new beginning...

it's like this:

i'm trying to go the extra mile practically with everything.. work had been that since forever..

at home however, is a whole new ball game.. all the things i'm doing now, i kinda do them sporadically before.. we used to have a helper and a boozer in-law around the house.. the helper had been gone since last year, thanks to that taxi driver slash lover-boy who often distracts her by texting her all the time... they both eloped in no time!

the boozehound bro-in-law, however, left about two weeks ago.. he must've been scared i'd beat-up his ass again after he soaked himself up with alcohol for the nth time and left the house wide open to the robbers' delight. thankfully, no one dared to rob us.. not that there's anything much to rob, to begin with...

no stacks of jewelries or money stashed somewhere... just old school appliances and of less value stuffs, i guess.

so there.. now, we're just threesome in most days.. me, wifey and kiddo... well, six if you include the dogs.. twenty if you count the white ladies, some disturbed souls, ghost, etc.. etc..

either ma-in-law comes by during the weekend or my half-sis during weekdays.. other than that, we're it. just threesome.

so yeah, gotta step up.. wake-up early, do the dishes, the laundry, prepare food for the day, feed the dogs, etc.. sex life is goin' down the drain, homs.. barely to nil night life..

it's not that i'm not used to this.. i've had worst.

it's just the little tweaking that had to be made.. fine, major adjustments!

kinda stressful sometimes.

anyway, i'm still happy and thankful. Neil has grown up big and i can already let him do some household chores..

best of all, i'm still eating iron... HARD!

chow down.

100% 'organic'

*yawn*

again.

suffered hypoglycemia earlier.. took me sooo much time to replenish my body's sugar.. thus.

felt light headed.. am ready to pass out, tell ya that.

i hate my job right now.. but with thousands losing their job like on a daily basis these days, gotta be thankful.. i still have one!

unless of course i was born with a silver spoon.. i wouldn't mind at all to be part of the statistics.

so it's shit i came into this world courtesy of my dad's poor dick.. thanks dad!

now, i'm being ungrateful, ey?!

may the good Lord bless his soul.

turning off sarcasm.

are you worried?

yep, we all have reasons to be.. things are getting way off our hands with whatever bad news we're getting.. friggin' wicked!

not only do we have to deal with global crisis, there's also killings all over, suicide, rape, murder, mass lay-offs, etc... i don't think i wanna read the news any moment from hereon now.



*yawn*

leg extension, squat, rack-pull, bent over rows, lat pulldown combos, bicep curl combos, some ab works and a 15-minute fast walk in an incline to the max threadmill.. you should be too darn sleepy when you're done doing those i just mentioned.

was able to bench 200 pounds of iron yesterday for about 4 reps.. darn shoulder nagged me yet again.

but it was manageable.. so i'm happy.

being 100% 'organic' (read: training naturally, no steroids) and get stronger as time passes by, gotta appreciate... some folks who're heavy on testosterone thinks they are the only guys who can lift heavy.. right.

even if they're 'ON' to something "special," yet they're too scared to squat lower or go heavier.. in fact, they're wearing safety belts already on the get-go.. pussy!!!

yeah, just lemme brag for a minute, ayt?

anyway, there's just too many jokers and comedians in the gym i dunno where to begin and who to snipe at.. guess i'm just way too advanced and knowledgeable, i hurt my shoulder sometimes.. ha ha!

some are all geared-up, ya know, belt, ipod, gloves, knee strap/wrap, lifting strap, super tight tank top and all that mambo-jambo accessories they put on.. but watch them lift.. dimwit can't even lift his own weight, much less, half his weight!



then there are others who look super serious like they're about to compete in a Strongman competition.. ya know, that killa lookin' face, only to wiggle or gyrate their booties when Christina Aguilera starts singin' on the gym's speakers!

you ghey, homs?

and here's the funny part: they'd immediately composed themselves when they noticed you're watching 'em... you're so BUSTED, baby!

get real.

some seem so focus like they're concentrating on the next set.. it'll be heavy this time.. like 20 pounds each side! har har! others just kept texting or sitting their asses down and thinking... what am i gonna do next??

whatcha gonna do? lemme tell you whatcha gonna do.. bust your asses already!

get intense.. move around.. superset.. drop set.. don't stop.. yeah, stop staring the darn wall! can't find the answer there.. the ants are too busy doing their little thing and you my friend, are wasting time!

the ladies are just as lame.. they'd start with the machines... they'd practically sweep them off.. like machine 01, then machine 02.. 'til they've done it all.. if they do free weights, they'd usually do it with bad execution.. some look like it is such an ordeal to bring the weight from point A to point B.. their scowling facial expression: priceless.

they'd usually top everything off with all that ab workout and abuse the cardio machine, later.

frankly, these guys and gals, they're typically the kinda folks who'd quit.. if i'm bored watching 'em perform, they'd be all the more bored with themselves..

really shutting down sarcasm mode now.. LOL!

i'm just letting it all out.. if you're one of 'em, read and re-read.. otherwise, we're good.

time to bid adieu... later, jackass!






heee heee heee

ass to grass

olah!

been really tardy as of this late.. in all aspects!

tsk.. tsk..

hope to turn things around.

work had been riding me since forever.. i'd rather not talk about it.

workout, however, is doin' good... shoulder's feelin' fine.. but it's a day-to-day 'watch, see and feel' kinda thing... gotta be real careful this time... been doin' extra mile on lotsa stuff.. gotta step up and fill the void at home.. i like it this way though.. be totally independent from helpers and everyone.. gotta DIY if you wanna get things done.. don't wait for someone to step it up for ya.. pick up the pace..

can't worry about shit.. life's too short to worry 'bout anything..

seize the day and enjoy every sec of every moment.. we may never pass this way again.. i only had a shot of brandy and i'm talking this way already.. wait 'til i get another.. LOL!

night.. night..

what happened, Lynn?

i'm a little disappointed. yesterday, since it was my rest day, i was all psyched up for today's workout... got everything ready last night cos deym, i'm itching to eat some iron.. this morning when i woke up, my shoulder (yeah, the right one, as usual) sorta reminded me to go easy... felt a stitch in my side.. argh!

the discomfort pretty much screwed up my very well laid out plan.. that is, to hit the gym balls-to-the-wall.

well, i guess i've done enough.. sorta 'salvage' whatever is left of me.. strength-wise.

incidentally, saw the ex-hubby of my former officemate slash k-fling on his way to the bathroom! of all place, hey?? well, i got nothing to worry about.. nothing happened between us, homs.. in fact, felt like being used that time.. sooo convenient, huh? whatever. can't keep digging the past.. forward it is.

wish we could train together sometimes, dawg.. damn, you are one helluva big guy, ese! wonder how much can you lift.. wimp?

most 'big' guys aren't really strong.. tell ya that.. some muscular guys aren't even strong themselves.. saw this guy just a few months back looking skinny yet today he's all muscular.. wonder why is that?? but get this, saw him lift one time. all he does in the gym is mostly on machines... can you guess how the heck he became Optimus Prime in a short span of time?? your guess is as good as mine.

anyhoo, gotta go now.. got loads of laundry waiting.

later.

DARK LETTER

{forwarded message... thought i'd share.}
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PAY ATTENTION TO THE P.S. at the end!!

Letter from the Devil

This can really make you think. It actually made me really mad while I was reading it, but it made me realize some things. Plus, I had to send it because of the P.S. This is deep... and I wasn't going to forward or share it, but that last line... you'll see.

A LETTER TO YOU FROM SATAN

I saw you yesterday as you began your daily chores. You awoke without kneeling to pray. As a matter of fact, you didn't even bless your meals, or pray before going to bed last night. You are so unthankful, I like that about you.

I cannot tell you how glad I am that you have not changed your way of living, Fool, you are mine. Remember, you and I have been going steady for years, and I still don't love you yet. As a matter of fact, I hate you, because I hate God.

He kicked me out of heaven, and I'm going to use you as long as possible to pay him back.

You see, Fool, GOD LOVES YOU and HE has great plans in store for you.

But you have yielded your life to me, and I'm going to make your life a living hell. That way, we'll be together twice. This will really hurt God.

Thanks to you, I'm really showing Him who's boss in your life with all of the good times we've had.

We have been watching dirty movies, cursing people out, stealing, lying, being hypocritical, fornicating, overeating, telling dirty jokes, gossiping, being judgmental, back stabbing people, disrespecting adults, and those in leadership positions, no respect for the Church, bad attitudes.

SURELY you don't want to give all this up. Come on, Fool, let's burn together forever. I've got some hot plans for us. This is just a letter of appreciation from me to you. I'd like to say 'THANKS' for letting me use you for most of your foolish life.

You are so gullible, I laugh at you. When you are tempted to sin, you give in.

HA HA HA, you make me sick. Sin is beginning to take its toll on your life. You look 20 years older, and now, I need new blood. So go ahead and teach some children how to sin. All you have to do is smoke, get drunk or drink while under-aged, cheat, gamble, gossip, fornicate, and live being as selfish as possible.

Do all of this in the presence
of children and they will
do it too. Kids are like that.

Well, Fool, I have to let you go for now. I'll be back in a couple of seconds to tempt you again. If you were smart, you would run somewhere, confess your sins, and live for God with what little bit of life that you have left.

It's not my nature to warn anyone, but to be your age and still sinning, it's becoming a bit ridiculous. Don't get me wrong, I still hate you.

IT'S JUST THAT YOU'D MAKE A BETTER FOOL FOR CHRIST.

P.S. If you love me, you won't share this letter.

Inauguration Day

whaddap??


as expected, i failed to watch the Sinulog. kinda lame, huh? not really. as i've said before, i've grown tired watching it since time immemorial.. but, many went and partied.. flocked the streets and danced to the beat.. nice.. nice.. even politicians grab the rare chance of getting that much needed publicity.. election is just around the corner, homies.. you might wanna join the fun, ey?

first, join a party. there's plenty of 'em.. choose from a lookin' patriot to the goofiest party names out there.. good luck!

veering back to Sinulog, many said it was the 'biggest.' some said, it was the 'grandest.' hhhmmmmm... how come most people i know didn't bother to go, like me?? uhm, yeah.. does the line "we've grown apart" ring a bell?? tsk.. tsk..



while on the eve of the festivities people we're out partying, watching fireworks competition and whatnot, i was home washing the dishes and doing laundry.. my clothes of course. damn, that was boring! and tiring too!

we don't have a helper anymore, in case i didn't tell ya.




congrats to the newly-elected President of the US of A, Mr. Obama. his inauguration is happening right at this moment.. got a lot of work to do, sir.

hope things starts to get better.. for everyone.. even those two warring factions in the middle east.. Israel and Hamas.. can you guys just try to get along already?? you've been killing each other for ages now.. it's a pity to watch innocent civilians getting the brunt of your pride and greed.. duh!

so much for world peace, ha?

and what is wrong with the internet connection these days?? it's too darn slow!

ggggrrrrr!!!

Sheila and the insects

got this distraction in the gym lately... sorry couch potatoes, this post ain't for you.. sit your asses in your nice and fancy La-Z-Boy recliners munching those trans-fatty chips, gulping soft drinks or beer while watching Rambo, Rocky or those testosterone laden Schwarzenegger movie.. or maybe you're playin' RPG games and whatever you can get your hands to, huh? yep, you can leave now and i'm done ranting.

i'm cool... i'm cool.. but i digress.

anyhoo, yeah, this lady is kinda distracting.. she's always wearing those tight leggings and super sexy tops.. whew!

just takes my breath away!

so there, i try not to be nicey-nicey with here cos we could end up having a relationship, great sex and all of that fancy stuff happening when you're in-love or in a mutual understanding kinda situation.. LOL!

she caught me a few times stealing glances and vice versa.. guess i appreciate her moves.. she's pretty knowledgeable with the things she does.. impressive, gotta say.

not too many femmes can do that.. two thumbs up to her!

*cough* *cough* i think she feels the same way for me... assuming!

so what's distracting you ask? well, she's always showing me (ok, us) her nice behind.. she'd bend over and do all that back exercises (some aren't even targetting the back muscles!) sorta, kinda flirtatious moves.. it screws up my darn breathing and tempo when i'm lifting.. damn it!

i can sense that she wants to say "hi" at me.. it's almost like she's just waiting for me to nod at her and we'll be best of friends forever and ever.. amen.

i know.. too forward of me, aye?

sometimes i wish we don't bump at each other at all.. then maybe i could do better in the gym.. on the other hand, it's nice having her around, cos then, me and the rest of the guys can draw some sorta inspiration.. after all, part of this whole gym thingy is to impress the opposite sex, right?

i feel bad when she's done and the first to go between us.. kinda think, "when are we gonna meet again, She?" i reckon Sheila's her name.. heard someone who knew her call her by that name..

it's nice to be inspired once in a while.. makes you feel young, and to some extent, a teener again.. 18 'til i die! ha ha!

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met my partner earlier.. we had a nice talk.. we'd actually spot each other when the need arises.. unfortunately, we couldn't train synergistically since we're doing things differently.. i'm a natural while he's on gear.. i need a day or two to recover while he can recuperate quicker.. then there's whole lot of difference in our work zone, nutrition, etc.

so, it's a mismatch!

like today i had chest and back while he's doin' biceps, forearms and abs.. we never go swak on our training protocols..

we just have to work around our differences and hope we can still help each other out...

bottom line: we share the same passion.

more on this later, bud..

gotta flee!

eternal flame

so much flaming going around the forums i've been visiting, yo!

guess they're thinking they are the only guys who're "in the know."

right.

you can lift heavy?

check.

superhuman?

check.

on steroids?

99.9% sure!

gawd, these guys have too much T on them... short circuits when somebody annoys 'em with just a teeny-weeny bit of things.. like how things should be done in the gym yadi-yada.

boooo-hoooo!!

get off the juice, hombres, if your temper is getting shorter by the day.. that's a real bad side effect of being on it.. does roid rage ring a bell?

good.

anyway, got my rack pull at 370 pounds for 2 reps earlier... if the friggin' bar would not have slip off my palms, i could've added more reps to it.. my lower back is shuper pump, meatheads!



finish everything with s'more lower back exercises.

my right shoulder feels fine.. i'm just a li'l cautious moving it in an awkward position cos it might pop again... argh!!!

*yawn*

i hope my buddy won't text me about going out tonight.. i'm friggin' ready to hit the log.. tsk.. tsk..

congrats to my friend Earl and her better half, Malou for their new born baby.

cheers!